Reverend Joe Carter (feat. Randy Powers & blkkstatic)

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"So you think this is what a good Christian man does?"
"Yeah, this is our Christianity, I mean that's just, plain and simple"
Blaze puffing like its MK or freeway
Be jotting down the notes and with the smoke I can't be relayed
Back to the screen saver, the bee keeper of rap
The king under attack, so I need to fall back
Chest hurting from the scrap I did, it's happening, I'm mapping it
I fantasise about my future, Lapping round and asking kusher
F*ck Meg like Ashton Kutcher, Statham for the statement, fucker
Pucker the lips, I'm lighting the bong rip like sugar
In the market, the margin hitting so damn accidental
And I spit straight fucking vomit on the Instrumental
You hate a nigga, throw shade for shade of the skin
Amazing, your kin be displaying the same shit that's pinned to niggas
Feel like Reverend Carter
Standing on my porch
And the white straightjacket while pissing all on your Porsche
The white street mapping I'm sitting out with a shotgun
Come with your crosses, a reason for me to shot gun
Shot down like pelican
For melanin
It's relative
Only liking niggas if they relatives
And if they don't stand up
Cause you can't have niggas showing it
You can't like a nigga
If stickers don't come with showmanship
Throwing shit and blowing shit
My nigga I am over it
I'm folding up
The problem is you niggas never go for shit
Please
Still I'm on the lakeside
Catch me with my face up
Bleed me with the hate crimes
Peace gon get me laced up
Lil bro throwin' gang signs
Show me where the hate comes
Hell been on that hillside
I'm waiting' till the day comes
It's eerie when that train comes
So kill me for the pay stub
World been gettin' face fucked
By niggas who ain't face nothin'
I'm holding on to faint scars
From trauma we've endured
I feel like Malcolm
They just want me dead so they can please the law
I'm something' like Jesus when my peace gon' be the reason for the war
So call the feds when Zimmer's body laying dead up on the lawn
I hope the sheriff watch his head the day my niggas get involved
Cause it's been hell on earth since heavens gate's has when I seen the storm
I lane switch on fake villains
Paid feelings till my brother reach the horror
We pain different since the sun had hit the morgue
Painting vivid visions of that

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